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Mo Yunqiu looked at Luo Qiu worriedly, Luo Qiu signaled him not to worry, walked quickly towards Lin Yuquan, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Director Lin, did you call me?"

The people around were in twos and threes, whispering, waiting to see a good show.

Lin Yuquan sized him up and said, "I didn't hear what you said just now, please say it again." There was no expression on his face, and no emotion could be seen.

Luo Qiu was indifferent, because the enemy army was besieged thousands of times, I meant to stand still: "I think we can use more short shots in the short scene where Xin Xin and the prince are separated to strengthen the dramatic conflict."

"Oh? Don't you think there are already enough conflict points, and adding more information will make it messy?" Lin Yuquan asked rhetorically.

Someone hid beside him and snickered, talking about filming in front of Lin Yuquan was simply asking for trouble.

"It may seem so on the surface, but it's not actually." Luo Qiu said calmly, "The conflict in this scene is the key to the prince's transfer. Every character is very important to the emotional entanglement of the audience, so the pressure is constantly increasing. It can make the emotional accumulation in the early stage explode at this moment. The movements of several actors can also be adjusted, especially those of Xin Xin and the prince."

Lin Yuquan chuckled, and exchanged glances with Qin Jun, still not commenting on good or bad.

Mo Yunqiu listened nervously beside him, sweating from the heat of the winter.

"Then tell me, how to adjust?" Lin Yuquan asked with a smile.

Luo Qiu took a step forward: "For example..."

"Find a chair and sit down." Lin Yuquan interrupted him, and greeted the staff, "Quickly move a chair over here, don't just stand around."

As soon as this sentence came out, there was an uproar.

On the set, anyone is qualified to sit in a chair. Except for the director, only Mo Yunqiu and other leading actors have special seats, not to mention sitting next to the director.

The way everyone looked at Luo Qiu changed.

When the chair was moved, Luo Qiu sat down calmly. He didn't care. He didn't know how many years he had been sitting on this chair. Now it was just restored to its original status, but it seemed a little flattering to others. Even Lin Yuquan and Qin Jun Can't help but look at him more.

The assistant director who had spoken sarcastically could only stare at Luo Qiu with jealousy, not daring to say anything more.

Luo Qiu narrated the complete train of thought, Lin Yuquan and Qin Jun listened carefully, nodding their heads from time to time, especially Qin Jun kept writing and occasionally asked a few words.

Facing famous directors and editors, Luo Qiu was not shy. He spoke calmly and with a calm expression. They discussed with each other and even called the actors to make gestures.The attitude of others towards Luo Qiu gradually changed from disdain to envy, and the way they looked at Mo Yunqiu also had some other meanings, probably because the actor's assistants were different or something.

Mo Yunqiu squinted his eyes triumphantly, a bit like my assistant is really awesome.

In the end, they revised the script, including the storyboard, actors' actions and some lines. The changes were not major, and they were all details, but they were enough to change the audience's perception.

Lin Yuquan patted Luo Qiu on the shoulder, showing the signature Maitreya smile: "Young man is not bad!"

"It's just some rough ideas." Luo Qiu said modestly.

Lin Yuquan directed the crew to start work again, Qin Jun looked at Luo Qiu's back in disbelief and said, "Is he Luo Qiu's assistant?"

"Yes."

"The idea is good, but why do you trust him so much and let him participate in changing the script?"

"Do you think it was the first time I paid attention to him?" Lin Yuquan smiled slyly, "I used to find that he was watching seriously from the sidelines, but you didn't know before, he has a good relationship with Zhou Xiye, I often Hearing them communicate, this kid has a good sense of camera."

Zhou Xiye is the cameraman of the film crew, Lin Yuquan's queen cameraman, an expert in the industry, and he is quite arrogant. He doesn't even pay attention to many big names. He also said in private that if he doesn't like that actor, the camera will be slightly off during shooting. On the one hand, the lighting angle is slightly changed, which is guaranteed to make people eclipsed in front of the camera.

Qin Jun was surprised. He knew Zhou Xiye's temper. Just as he was about to say something, Lin Yuquan continued: "Another time, I heard that he asked Luo Qiu to change his position. Guess what, although it was only a step difference, the effect was much better. , I didn’t even notice that detail.”

This time Qin Jun looked at him with admiration. Lin Yuquan never cared about people when he wanted to scold anyone, and he was never stingy about anyone who wanted to praise him. Moreover, the interpretation of some character plots he mentioned just now are indeed only those who have read the script deeply. What came out, this alone made Qin Jun secretly praise.

The actors were back in place, Mo Yunqiu's part of Li Shimin remained unchanged, he still rushed into the hall fiercely and shouted "Monster", but the shooting angle was changed a little to make it more visually impactful.

Mo Yunqiu is in good condition now, and he can eliminate external interference and enter the role very quickly. One moment he was smiling and saying "I have a magical assistant", and the next moment he growled to stop his son from being gay.

The crown prince guarded Xinxin more intensely than before, and the guards' movements were also tougher and rougher. Under the roar and fists, there was a helpless smile on the sad face of Xinxin, which was shockingly pale.

In an instant, Li Shimin's beating of mandarin ducks and his anger and disappointment at his son's incompetence, the heartache of the prince and the helplessness of not being able to protect his lover, the desperation and love of his heart all merged together, and everyone was shocked. People were screaming, but no one could speak.

Until Yixin was dragged out of the East Palace, the crown prince was pinned to the ground and unable to get up, Li Shimin kicked several cases in a rage, and the palace guards knelt down to fill the whole room.Some people have lowered their heads, unable to bear to look at them, as if the scene of separation between life and death, father and son separation really happened before their eyes.

After the play that day, Mo Yunqiu came very tired. It may be that he had vented too much emotion during the play, so he was a little listless when he came down.

After returning to the room and sitting for a while, Luo Qiu had put away the bath water, added essential oils, prepared clean clothes, and urged him to take a bath.

Soaking in water with a moderate temperature, the air is filled with a clear aroma, and the tense nerves are proudly relieved.

In the past, Mo Yunqiu did all these things for Luo Qiu. Now that the two have completely exchanged, I thought that Luo Qiu would not be happy, but I never thought that he had never complained, and he has been an actor for so many years. , the clearest, so taking care of Mo Yunqiu, there is another kind of thoughtfulness and consideration.

Mo Yunqiu was thinking in a daze, the water gently soothed his skin, and he gradually felt sleepy.

"Haven't washed it yet? Drowned in the bathtub?" Luo Qiu knocked on the door vigorously, his mouth not forgiving.

Mo Yunqiu woke up suddenly, and hurried out of the water: "It's all right! Can't you be gentle, for example, you can say: Xiaoqiu, are you tired, come out and I'll rub your shoulders for you."

There was no sound outside the door, and after a few seconds, the door of the bathroom was slammed: "You have a fever? Should I take you to the hospital? Or have you been hijacked? Shout out, I will Come in and save you."

Mo Yunqiu completely lost the idea of ​​asking Luo Qiu to speak softly.

Walking out of the bathroom, the quilt on the bed had been shaken off, and the temperature of the air conditioner was just right. Mo Yunqiu got under the quilt and let out a comfortable moan.

Luo Qiu flipped through the script on another bed: "Tomorrow's play will be relatively simple, and you should be able to handle it. You don't need to cram for today, go to bed early."

Mo Yunqiu rolled the quilt around his body, it was such a great feeling to be served by someone at home.

Luo Qiu glanced at him, and turned the bedside lamp to dim. In the dark room, only the wall lamp above his head illuminated a small piece of dim yellow. There was a bit of warmth in the silence. In the shadow, Luo Qiu's profile was like a silhouette. , his lips were tightly pressed, as sharp as a knife.

Mo Yunqiu stared blankly at Luo Qiu for a while, recalling how he and Lin Yuquan and Qin Jun revised the script during the day, the breath in his chest gradually stirred.The kind of self-confidence buried deep in the bones and blood has an inherent charm, as if an invisible force can catch people's eyes, no matter how the world changes, the stars will follow him closely, and they will not be willing to move away for a second , deeply fascinated.

"Brother Qiu." Mo Yunqiu wrapped himself in a quilt and moved to Luo Qiu's bed.

Before he had time to say anything, Luo Qiu gave him a sideways glance: "What are you doing huddling around like a caterpillar, it's so ugly."

Mo Yunqiu had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and he ruined all the atmosphere: "You are a caterpillar, your whole family is a caterpillar."

Luo Qiu sneered: "Now my whole family is your whole family."

Mo Yunqiu was defeated and instantly killed.

"Brother Qiu, you..."

"When will you dance for me?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly.

Let no one tell the truth! "Why do you still remember this!" Mo Yunqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Of course, I think of you dancing for me every day."

"Can you forget about it?"

"No, I'm just counting on watching you dance for dinner. Why are you ashamed, an actor needs to be thick-skinned, you know?"

"You're still the film king, so you're a dud?"

"You are the Erpilian actor, and I am your assistant." Luo Qiu blinked, not to mention how innocent he was.

Seeing that Mo Yunqiu was about to lose for the second time in a row, he quickly changed the subject: "Brother Qiu, you don't want to be an actor anymore, you said you have other ideas, do you want to be a director?"

This statement is not groundless. Two years ago, Luo Qiu directed a low-cost youth film, and the response was good. Of course, there is a factor of Luo Qiu's fame, but his talent in this area cannot be denied.However, his acting career had not yet reached the milestone height at that time, so he still focused on acting.

After what happened during the day, Mo Yunqiu remembered again.

Luo Qiu put down the script and smiled slightly: "Yes, I have this plan. Although I use your identity, it must be very difficult to directly direct the play, but this is interesting, isn't it?"

Mo Yunqiu excitedly crawled out of the quilt and grabbed his arm: "Then can I act in your directed play in the future?"

Luo Qiu's eyes were like a bottomless pool of water: "Do you really want to act in the play I directed?"